That would have slayed me, to tell the truth! When I was working on my master's, I'd dream I'd finished my thesis all the time, only to wake up and find the usual notes and rough drafts I'd left around the house the night before. It was maddening. However, the idea that one of my profs or mentors would have sent feedback comprised of laughing emoticons would have probably caused me to wake up terrorized. Actually, when I think about it, considering their aesthetics and senses of humor, I wouldn't put it past some of them, as a joke, of course...

I dream of coffee a lot, that I'm drinking the ultimate, perfect cup, balanced in all aspects of savoriness, sweetness, and creaminess, while I sit in the cafe...a little bit of smoke wisps its way through the air, it's bright and cool out, I've got a great book on my lap or I'm doing some impressive work...and then I wake up, looking for that damned coffee...forget about the rest. I want that perfect cup.